Drug Kelly's chocolate milk
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"Here you go, pumpkin, I know how you love chocolate milk," you say. You hand her the cup with a smile. | "Here you go, pumpkin, I know how you love chocolate milk," you say. You hand her the cup with a smile. | ||
| - | "Thank you Daddy, I love you," are her final words as she gulps it all down like a little piggy before fainting and landing face down on the floor. | + | "Thank you, Daddy, I love you," are her final words as she gulps it all down like a little piggy before fainting and landing face down on the floor. |
Just one of these sleeping pills is enough for your wife to be out cold for the whole night. Your daughter weighs a third what she does so you figure with thirty times that dosage your daughter will either be put into a deep coma or die. | Just one of these sleeping pills is enough for your wife to be out cold for the whole night. Your daughter weighs a third what she does so you figure with thirty times that dosage your daughter will either be put into a deep coma or die. | ||
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*[[Cook her alive in the oven]] | *[[Cook her alive in the oven]] | ||
*[[Take her unconscious buttery body out to your car]] | *[[Take her unconscious buttery body out to your car]] | ||
| - | {{RampageTemplate|who=Henry}} | + | {{RampageTemplate|who=[[Henry Loman|Henry]]}} |
[[Category: Rampage]] | [[Category: Rampage]] | ||
Current revision as of 12:18, 23 August 2011
You grind up ten of your wife's sleeping pills and place them into a cup of chocolate milk while Kelly is not looking.
"Here you go, pumpkin, I know how you love chocolate milk," you say. You hand her the cup with a smile.
"Thank you, Daddy, I love you," are her final words as she gulps it all down like a little piggy before fainting and landing face down on the floor.
Just one of these sleeping pills is enough for your wife to be out cold for the whole night. Your daughter weighs a third what she does so you figure with thirty times that dosage your daughter will either be put into a deep coma or die.
You walk over to the small girl and check to see if she is alive. She is still breathing. You nudge her a few times and loudly say, "Wake up." She does not stir from her slumber. You pick her tiny body up and place her on the kitchen table. You pull her nightgown off over her head. Her eyes remain closed and she does not make a sound. Next you grab the waistband of her panties and pull them off, exposing her little bald cunny to you.
You stick your face right up to her crotch and start licking from her young pussy to her young asshole. You stop for a moment to fetch a stick of butter from the counter. You rub the butter all over her. You rub it in her face and lips, you rub it all over her arms and legs, her chest her neck her back her butt her pussy. You even got some in her armpits. Every inch of her skin is covered in butter.
Now you decide to...
- Fuck Kelly as hard as you can
- Cook her alive in the oven
- Take her unconscious buttery body out to your car
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